Monday, October 4, 2010

I hope everyone had a good weekend. I have a good story, but its developing. I'm sure once I can make a lulz out of it, I'll publish it.

In the mean time, lets discuss Annie.

I work for a civil engineering firm, and one day I was at the main office when I met this delicacy of a girl. Her name was Annie, the receptionist's daughter. She was very trendy, wearing designer clothes and accessories and what not. I was 22 at the time and she just turned 18.

Well halloween was approaching and my boss invited me to go to his house for a party. I told him I would go and I'll take Annie with me. I wore some crazy ghost looking outfit and she was a naughty version of tinkerbell. We showed up and the party started.

Now, Annie told me that even though she's only 18 she loves to party. When I asked her what she meant she told me that she loves to play beer pong, quarters, and can keg stand like a champ. I'm a heavy drinker myself so I figured she could be a lot of fun.

At the party she started with vodka and some orange juice a.k.a the screwdriver. In a matter of 30 minutes or so she switched to rum and coke and followed it up with a few beers.

Now my boss knew who she was, and he was OK with it. If anything, he added to the delinquency when he started going around giving people shots of the 3 wise men, which is a shot composed of Johnnie Walker, Jim Bean, and Jack Daniels. After all that she decided that she wanted to booty dance.

As we were in the living room grinding and getting our friction on, she looked at me and said, that she doesn't feel good. She turns around and BOOM threw up all over the floor. But it didn't stop there, she threw up again on the chairs and once more in the bedroom as she was getting her purse to go home.

The fun didn't stop there though. As I was driving her home she threw up out the window twice, luckily no chunky chunks in the car. As I dropped her home she said thanks and proceeded to try to kiss me. I backed away and told her I had to head home.

I went back to the party and met Heather... who has her own story which will appear later.

I felt bad for Annie and we went out a few more times, but we never clicked.